loosen
I find myself caught up in illusions
Who am I, if not the person in this moment?
But each breath I take is a reminder
Do I dare wonder who I am to another?
It blurs, all that you know
Or knew, or thought
What train of thought am I on?
Is this motion or stagnancy?
This pleasure trapped moment of ecstasy
Fingertips laced so lightly
And they loosen
And loosen
until

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